Even for a servant of the dark lord, there was always lots of tedious, backbreaking work to be done. The roads to hell didn’t just pave themselves, no matter how many good intentions people had.
Joezebob, a disgruntled member of Hellcorp’s upper-lower-middle management, sure didn’t have any good intentions today. He would be quite happy to see everything grind to a halt and burst into flames.
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